Tobasu
Nihilist
The world of Hoth was unlike anything he had experienced before, it was so desolate in appearance with blankets of snow covering anything and everything. It honestly did surprise him when he heard people actually live here, how silly it was to live in such a place of baroness. It was like there was no organic life, although there defiantly was the views of the snow covered peeks absorbed in Tobasu's view such beauty in such a empty place in a sense it was how he felt, he felt beautiful, strong and confident yet at the same time there was something missing, he was empty but what was needed to fill the hole was as good as anyone's guess. He thought about how this is normally where the divine wisdom of someone will come into play, yet those kinds of omens were luck based, nothing more.
Aboard a small freighter (which housed more than just a few smugglers, it was practically a people freighter taking people to Hoth for some kind of price) Tobasu sat, waiting just inside the hull. A Twilek came up to him, asking for payment he sighed giving him half. His voice floated through the air with a crisp sound to it, you could of called it authority. "I'll pay the other half, when you return me to Telos. As for now, you don't tell anyone why I'm here, if our friends were to be found out that they were compromised, everything would end with both your and my own head on the chopping block."
The green skinned alien nodded, doing exactly as he was told, Tobasu felt like he was in power and he liked the authority and responsibility it gave him. The door opened and out he walked, covered in thick wool coats and pants he made way to the exit. Doors opened and just outside, five hundred yards from the hanger was the contact. In his right side held the package, which was labelled dangerous, in truth he had no idea what was inside he just assumed it was some kind of spice or stimulant. A group of dark skinned humans waited, no more than four their faces showed anger and impatience a sign Tobasu saw as most likely hostile, his weapons concealed under the many layers of clothing as he approached. His crimson eyes flaring with passion and hatred for people like this, who tried to intimidate him, they were not scary, they were just fools. He made his way, one spoke out of turn and Tobasu sighed, his golden tendrils trailing behind, even in the desolate, ice covered rock known as Hoth his appearance was still a sight to behold. He took the hood off and smiled, words escaping his lips in that same tone that held authority. "Who's Mr. Swak?"
One of the men, the second to the left raised his hand and spoke his voice, held the same tone as if he was trying to defend his turf. "I am, you have it?"
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@[member="Akodya Mune"]
Aboard a small freighter (which housed more than just a few smugglers, it was practically a people freighter taking people to Hoth for some kind of price) Tobasu sat, waiting just inside the hull. A Twilek came up to him, asking for payment he sighed giving him half. His voice floated through the air with a crisp sound to it, you could of called it authority. "I'll pay the other half, when you return me to Telos. As for now, you don't tell anyone why I'm here, if our friends were to be found out that they were compromised, everything would end with both your and my own head on the chopping block."
The green skinned alien nodded, doing exactly as he was told, Tobasu felt like he was in power and he liked the authority and responsibility it gave him. The door opened and out he walked, covered in thick wool coats and pants he made way to the exit. Doors opened and just outside, five hundred yards from the hanger was the contact. In his right side held the package, which was labelled dangerous, in truth he had no idea what was inside he just assumed it was some kind of spice or stimulant. A group of dark skinned humans waited, no more than four their faces showed anger and impatience a sign Tobasu saw as most likely hostile, his weapons concealed under the many layers of clothing as he approached. His crimson eyes flaring with passion and hatred for people like this, who tried to intimidate him, they were not scary, they were just fools. He made his way, one spoke out of turn and Tobasu sighed, his golden tendrils trailing behind, even in the desolate, ice covered rock known as Hoth his appearance was still a sight to behold. He took the hood off and smiled, words escaping his lips in that same tone that held authority. "Who's Mr. Swak?"
One of the men, the second to the left raised his hand and spoke his voice, held the same tone as if he was trying to defend his turf. "I am, you have it?"
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@[member="Akodya Mune"]